Alexandra Rosa Florez, who trains under Rico Steele and Rorion Gracie black belt Markus Barrett at RSMMA in Junction City, KS, has been training jiu-jitsu and Muay Thai for “a year and a few months, and found herself in an altercation which she documented on her social media:
THIS IS WHY WOMEN’S SELF-DEFENSE CLASSES ARE HORSES***. PUT YOURSELF IN BJJ, MUAY THAI, BOXING, ETC. Posted after being asked to by my BJJ coach:
Jiujitsu classes stopped me from getting choked tonight when a man was on top of me. I threw a few punches at a man three times my size. I threw a knee in somewhere, too. Thanks, Muay Thai. I’m fine. Cops came (I didn’t call them) and took everyone’s statements. Asked if I wanted to press charges. I declined. Would have only been disorderly conduct charges since I wasn’t injured.
The guy who initiated is staying overnight in the hospital. After being knocked out and needing several stitches.
Please, please stop picking on me, thinking I’ll roll over and take it. Please stop thinking you can verbally abuse women. Please stop thinking you can grab women by their shirt. Please stop thinking you can raise your hand to hit them. Please stop thinking you can angrily choke a woman with the intent to hurt them.
You will be ****ing dealt with.
I’m ? not ? the ? one.
Edit: Since most of y’all are so ****ing obsessed with *fAkE*.
I’ve been at my friend’s dad’s house while he is in LA. I’m taking care of his dad. Making sure he has food, takes his medication, and doesn’t get hurt since he’s not mobile. He’s got health issues including gout that make moving around even from room to room difficult.
Well, my friend’s brother (who is 50) and his brother’s wife came over for Christmas dinner and he was acting like an asshole the moment he got in. As harmless as poking at my drink choice (Bacardi) and telling me I didn’t belong there, to questioning my relationship with his brother, calling me a whore and saying I was in the wrong.
I ignored the first comments he had made. He had an angry look on his face and I would smile like a smartass and maintain eye contact instead of backing down. He’d slam his silverware and plate and was just acting loud and obnoxious and rude the whole time.
His wife was already mad at him for being an asshole and walked out, telling him she was done with his shit and ready to leave him. He was almost out the door, too, when he started going off on me again from the dining room.
I was eating in the livingroom and walked in to see what he was going off on me about. Then he called me a whore a few more times because I’m friends with his brother and dated him. I walked right in front of him. He called me a bitch for talking back when I said he was a dumbass and I’ve never fucked for money, so his constant whore insult made him an idiot and he needed to check himself. His dad had already told him enough and that he needed to leave.
He grabbed my shirt and I stepped back. He reached to grab it again and I punched him twice. He raised his fist and charged at me. I punched him again. He fell onto me and tried choking me but I knee shielded. He was pulled off of me by my friend’s dad, who had been sitting a foot away at the table.
The brother came at me again. I punched him and grabbed his coat then kneed him. Knocked him out with the last punch.
Theodore Lee is the editor of Caveman Circus. He strives for self-improvement in all areas of his life, except his candy consumption, where he remains a champion gummy worm enthusiast. When not writing about mindfulness or living in integrity, you can find him hiding giant bags of sour patch kids under the bed.